To the old, long life and treasure,
To the young, all health and pleasure;
To the fair, their face With eternal grace,
And the foul to be lov'd at leisure.
To the witty, all clear mirrors,
To the foolish, their dark errors;
To the loving sprite,  A secure delight;
To the jealous, his own false terrors.
Ben Jonson
 
I love this poem it has a simple honesty 
This is one of my oldest pages from the old virtual places days
back before excite and now halsofts pay chat. I miss those old
days guess thats why I use yak chat. Its free and if 
you like virtual places you will like this. Look for cynann
and say hello to me.
Cyn/redone 2008